Moonlit night with sparse stars, inside the iron-cast dungeon.
The pungent smell of blood filled the air, and chilling skeletons were scattered all around.
A crystal dish containing an unknown liquid bubbled ceaselessly.
The copper ding trembled, emitting terrifying waves, as if there was a baby's cry coming from it.
Demonic energy gathered like a black cloud, wriggling above the copper ding.
"Don't... Brother, I'm scared!"
At this moment, a little girl curled up in a corner, tightly held by her brother.
The two children shivered in terror, their faces drained of color.
They had just witnessed their fellow playmates being skinned alive and thrown into the copper ding.
Immediately after, heart-wrenching screams filled the air, only to be quickly silenced.
"Little brat, you won't die. Instead, you'll become a part of it, flowing within it." Slaughtering Yin Mountain sneered cruelly.
With a wave of his hand, blood energy formed claws that grabbed the little girl.